Abel Caritas
Myrmidon
Whatever happens, keep moving on.
Posts: 120
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Post by Abel Caritas on Nov 13, 2009 13:19:24 GMT -6
Abel read his note: Dear Abel, I need to go back to Illia to take care of your mother. I bought you some dark clothing, seeming as only three of you are going stealth is needed. The pirate Cefia will join you and Garnet. I left their payments in your bag, along with enough for one nights stay in a inn and enough to hire one more person. There is a map to the bandit camp on the back of this paper. Good luck finding your sister and stay safe, Your father.
Abel looked at the map and realizing they might need an archer, he asked Fargo to join them.
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Fargo
The "Before" years
[M:0]
"Just wait, 'cause, like, I'm going to be the best bow man ever!"
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Post by Fargo on Nov 14, 2009 23:24:24 GMT -6
The archer was beside himself at the table. He only had him and his thoughts to keep him company. Yet even those thoughts of heroism and bravery were diminishing. Fargo left his town for adventure, to fight for those who could not. Yet, he became weak in his mind, and was losing his strength. The archer truly believed he did not belong. That he was to never be one for battle. So Fargo simply stared at his bow resting on table. How he longed to be able to use his weapon in true combat. How he wished...
And then his mind broke. The attention that he kept in his head shattered, and then vanished. Fargo looked up at Abel, the other green-haired man. He, instead of a bow, kept a sword. But the archer was not entirely focused on his weapon. He was actually listening to the myrmidon. When Abel finished, Fargo was silent. He did not know what to do. How could he help? How could he fight? Still, as the young bowman struggled to find an answer, he was still so confused about himself.
That's when it hit him. It was then that Fargo realized that this moment, this very moment, was what he needed. He needed a reason to fight, a reason to go on. Rayl, the kind cavalier, told him of what it was to be a hero. Fargo decided that to fight for Abel, to help him when he needed it; that would be his reason to fight.
Fargo lightly nodded his head. He kept nodding, as he looked up. The bowman's eyes met Abel's. Fargo then stopped his light head-bobbing, and said with renowned confidence, "Yeah... I'll help." The young man stood up, and looked down upon his bow. He gripped the handle of his ranged weapon, and felt a physical rush. Fargo stood by Abel, waiting to follow him to where ever he may go.
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Abel Caritas
Myrmidon
Whatever happens, keep moving on.
Posts: 120
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Post by Abel Caritas on Nov 16, 2009 13:39:46 GMT -6
OoC:If you want to meet Aeros, now would be the time to join Zakon.
IC: Abel was glad Fargo was coming. "I'll be out in a minute," he told Fargo,"Garnet and Cefia should be outside." Abel walked over to the bathroom(Or just a random room) to change his clothes. When he took his clothes out of his bag, a back-strap for a sword fell out. He smiled when he realized it was his dad's old one. He took his armor off and quickly changed clothes. He attached his sword to the strap and then put it on and placed his belongingsin his bag. Abel then retrieved his money bag and his key. He walked outside hoping Fargo was already there.I wonder if I can leave my bag here he thought as he walked towards the arena.
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Garnet
Hero
The Scarlet Brand
You call these bandits? You should'a seen what I had to deal with in Sacae!
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Etruria Fame: 1
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Post by Garnet on Nov 17, 2009 17:10:19 GMT -6
Garnet watched as his hostess went inside and smiled. There was proof that he may be able to find a home again. A fellow Etrurian now called this city of Lycia home. Even if he could never find peace and settle down in Etruria again, maybe here in Lycia...
He saw Abel come out and was a little surprised for a moment, but not long. "Losing the armor, huh? Well, maybe now when you fall down, you won't hurt yourself so bad, eh?" Garnet smiled to show he was joking. He was feeling excited about the trip, and wanted to jibe his friend a little. He expected some kind of witty reply back about "not wearing a set of dishware" or the like.
"Are we ready to go?"
OoC: When we're ready, should we time-skip to the bandit camp? If so, you do that Abel. It's your thread.
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Fargo
The "Before" years
[M:0]
"Just wait, 'cause, like, I'm going to be the best bow man ever!"
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Post by Fargo on Nov 17, 2009 20:41:49 GMT -6
Fargo, instead of heading out himself, decided to linger. He did not know the destination that Abel was heading to, so the archer would follow. While waiting, he examined his surroundings. Fargo was still scared, but he knew that he was now doing what was best. The young man aspired to be the best, and would strive to accomplish such a feat.
Then, Fargo saw Abel leaving. He then began to move toward the door, and leave the building. The archer then procceeded to follow the myrmidon to an arena of sorts.
The young archer smiled lightly when he saw Garnet. He knew that the man was good at heart, and wouldn't let them down. Fargo did look up to the mercenary. In a kind gesture, the bowman said, "Hey Garnet, how's it going?"
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Abel Caritas
Myrmidon
Whatever happens, keep moving on.
Posts: 120
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Post by Abel Caritas on Nov 18, 2009 13:37:24 GMT -6
OoC:Oh I forgot to make him put his armor back on oops
IC:"I feel like a tree in my armor," he replied with a smirk."Do any of you have rags we could use to silence our armor?And we need some rope." Abel retrieved the map from his belt and and walked closer to Garnet to show him. "Here's where we are," he said pointing at Laus,"And heres where we're going," he pointed to an area marked near Nabata. "How long do you think it will take?" he asked Garnet.
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Post by Cefia on Nov 18, 2009 19:37:51 GMT -6
"A pirate don't need no sneakin, ye just haveta get in tere and beat them ta a pulp," Cefia somewhat protested, but truth be told, they were an awfully small group, going against some big bandit people...
"Well than again, as <insert famous tactician name here> once said, sometimes the stealth within distant odds changes tides of many wars, but thats beside the point," she contradicted herself, showing the scholarly part of her. This happened less when shes around other pirates, but these guys weren't those sorta man and such.
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Garnet
Hero
The Scarlet Brand
You call these bandits? You should'a seen what I had to deal with in Sacae!
Posts: 330
Etruria Fame: 1
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Post by Garnet on Nov 18, 2009 20:20:47 GMT -6
Fargo came out and Garnet returned the bowman's greeting with a wave.
"Feeling well pretty good." He said stretching his warmed up muscles a little. "Are you coming as well? " He was ready to go.
He looked at the map listening as the pirate lady spoke. "Hmm... Well, I'm not familiar with the landscape there, but I'd say it's at least a three day trip while moving at a good pace. As far as the rags and other supplies go, we can pick them up on the way. Though I don't have a clue why we'd need rope."
After considering for a short pause, he said a little more. "Personally, I'd rather charge in and not worry about stealth. But the pirate lady is right. Having already introduced myself, I would assume you have a name." Garnet looked at the green haired woman. The novelty of meeting a pirate had worn off. Now he would just try and put up with a bandit of the sea. He couldn't abide pillagers...
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Fargo
The "Before" years
[M:0]
"Just wait, 'cause, like, I'm going to be the best bow man ever!"
Posts: 64
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Post by Fargo on Nov 18, 2009 22:04:24 GMT -6
Fargo answered Garnet with a hearty smile, "I'm good. And yep, I am comin' with you guys." Inside, the bowman felt even better. Now that he was recognized by two people he knew, Fargo felt a bit more secure. Then, he saw Abel take out a map of sorts. He decided to look over it.
The archer suddenly realized that there was that intimidating lady. He avoided eye contact, and kept staring at the map. Fargo wasn't good with maps, but he decided to try and learn from observations. Not much was accomplished by this. So, the young bowman decided that he would just follow the group.
Fargo took a few steps back, and looked around. He saw the inn they had been at, and was a bit glad they were leaving it. That dark-haired man scared him tremendously. Yet, Fargo was thankful for the cleric who gave him the drink. It did soothe his... bottom.
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Lilly
The "Before" years
[M:0]
Mommy has a bar where Daddy throws people out the window.
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Post by Lilly on Dec 4, 2009 14:42:41 GMT -6
“Oh Mommy! I am going to play with my book outside. That’s okay, ‘kay?” Lilly smiled, Mommy looked whiter than usual. Staring at her mother Lilly tried to read her mind.
“I am going to light the dead wood on fire. Promise not to light up the crates. Can I have cake if I don’t light them up? Oh look there is a leaf I wonder if I can hit it!” Lilly ran after the leaf outside the window as well as a small child can run after such a thing with a thick magic book in her arms.
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Alcibie
Bishop
The Innkeeper Life Giver
Where does it say Cleric's are automatically a piece of eye candy?
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Post by Alcibie on Dec 6, 2009 11:15:00 GMT -6
“No Lilly wait…” The cleric looked after her child and slammed her hand into her face. Whatever power decided to give her child control over fire needed to be fired. Lilly was five! A child five years in age could send grown men running with her horrible aim.
“Of course you can’t have cake if you light up the crates…Oi you all make sure she doesn’t go in the ring!” Alcibie barked at the patrons. Most everyone snapped to attention, a few were far too drunk to realize she was yelling at them.
“Aye, you think I can have another miss?”
Alcibie turned she knew most of her customers by name, face, and number of times they had been thrown out. The cleric just shook her head and went back behind the counter. “Sure coming right up.” Alcibie watched as her kids chased after a leaf while trying to cast fire on it.
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Night
Mercenary
[M:-700]
Posts: 140
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Post by Night on Dec 8, 2009 13:03:51 GMT -6
Night watched his daughter run around with a fire tomb. A responsible father never lets his child play with fire. Unfortunately, the only time one finds the words Night and responsible together is if 'is not' is palced between them. Scooping up the child, he began chasing the leaf. "Get it!" he cheered. "Burn it up, and make your daddy proud!"
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Lilly
The "Before" years
[M:0]
Mommy has a bar where Daddy throws people out the window.
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Post by Lilly on Dec 11, 2009 15:19:36 GMT -6
One second Lilly was staring up at the leaf the next she was in the air. “DADDY!” Lilly squealed and giggled. Soaring up into the sky Lilly waved her arm around and laughed. She was like a birdy.
“Daddy I am getting the leaf!” Lilly pointed and nodded repeatedly when her father cheered her on. “Burn it! Burn it!”
Lilly threw her arm out and concentrated, “Fire Fire” Sparks flew, but no true fire was admitted from the magic book. Lilly scrunched her face up and tried again.
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